But the wheat and the spelt ¹  were not struck, for they are later crops.) ² 

But he said, ‘No, since in gathering the weeds you may uproot the wheat with them.

a land of wheat, barley, vines, fig trees, and pomegranates, of olive trees and honey,

then let thorns sprout up in place of wheat, and in place of barley, weeds!” ¹  The words of Job are ended.

“I would feed Israel the best wheat, ¹  and would satisfy your appetite ²  with honey from the rocky cliffs.” ³ 

He ¹  brings peace to your territory. ²  He abundantly provides for you ³  the best grain.

When they had eaten enough to be satisfied, ¹  they lightened the ship by throwing the wheat ²  into the sea.

“‘This is the offering you must offer: a sixth of an ephah from a homer of wheat; a sixth of an ephah from a homer of barley,

Be distressed, ¹  farmers; wail, vinedressers, over the wheat and the barley. For the harvest of the field has perished.

But while everyone was sleeping, an enemy came and sowed weeds ¹  among the wheat and went away.

I tell you the solemn truth, ¹  unless a kernel of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains by itself alone. ²  But if it dies, it produces ³  much grain. ⁴ 

“You must observe ¹  the Feast of Weeks – the firstfruits of the harvest of wheat – and the Feast of Ingathering at the end ²  of the year.

butter from the herd and milk from the flock, along with the fat of lambs, rams and goats of Bashan, along with the best of the kernels of wheat; and from the juice of grapes you drank wine.

Now the residents of Beth Shemesh were harvesting wheat in the valley. When they looked up and saw the ark, they were pleased at the sight.

brought bedding, basins, and pottery utensils. They also brought food for David and all who were with him, including wheat, barley, flour, roasted grain, beans, lentils, ¹ 

While Ornan was threshing wheat, he turned and saw the messenger, and he and his four sons hid themselves.

Now let my lord send to his servants the wheat, barley, olive oil, and wine he has promised;

up to 100 talents of silver, 100 cors of wheat, 100 baths of wine, 100 baths of olive oil, ¹  and unlimited ²  salt.

Your navel ¹  is a round mixing bowl ²  – may it never lack ³  mixed wine! ⁴  Your belly ⁵  is a mound of wheat, encircled ⁶  by lilies.

My people will sow wheat, but will harvest weeds. ¹  They will work until they are exhausted, but will get nothing from it. They will be disappointed in their harvests ²  because the Lord will take them away in his fierce anger. ³